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Post by Alistar on Mar 3, 2007 19:04:44 GMT -8
***Riding into Hawknest*** Looking around thinking to myself, this was once the life for me. Seeing soldiers and troops at posts and drilling. ***rides out of Hawknest with disgust*** Life has more to offer I will look to the west for my return to civilization *** Riding into the remains of Whitestone*** Again I see disapointment *** Ridess out of Whitestone*** To the south then *** Rides into Lochling*** Looking at the city I see things in order and with almost a military flavor to the way things are done. Maby it what I need. It seems that the orc war has not killed me yet. However it feels that the blow that never landed is the one that will kill me for the final rest. Hmmm..... It seems this may be a good place to move. I'm getting tired of the smell villages in the north. *** Ties horse to post and walks into the Iron Traveler***
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Post by NLV Plot on Mar 16, 2007 12:12:47 GMT -8
Inside the Iron Traveller Alister can see a familar scene. Any tavern is a familar scene to him. This one has the markings of what he remembered in his past.
A gypsy woman quickly greets him and shows him to a table. "I am Anya and I am hear to bring you food and drink. What do you require?"
As Alister orders and she returns with the items, she remarks to him, "I can't says as I've ever seen you here. How did you find this tavern? Have you walked through the entire city, or did you enter through the southwest gates, which lead into this district?"
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Post by Alistar on Mar 17, 2007 8:36:45 GMT -8
Greetings Anya.
I have actualy been here before. I am a close friend of Basils. It just seems I always just miss him. Either he has just left or what ever but I have only had contact with him via letters in the last few years. Ah well its fate we are not ment to talk face to face. Any way my bones are tired and I want a hot meal and a cold drink to forget the terrors of war. They still haunt me. I see them every night. I had to get away from the mountains. I had to get away from the d**n orcs. It was a brutal war.
I also hope to see my brother Lincoln as well as Elidore. I havent seen them in a long time. I have hidden from my nightmares to long. But my body is getting old. I may just have to retire. No more soldiering. Hmmmm maby I could just teach at the acadamy again that would be a good place for retirement.......
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Post by NLV Plot on Mar 18, 2007 7:48:57 GMT -8
"Well, that's a mouthful. I can tell ya that there's a hot meal for ya right here. You're in one of Basils fine taverns right now! I can set you up."
She bounds into the kitchen and retrieves a fine spread of stew and a mug of ale. She places it in front of you and continues, "Don't know of the other names you mention. Academy? Don't know that either, unless you mean the Arena? I'd advise you stay away from that place. You know the one, right between the central and Binterman districts? Lots of lost people playing in those games."
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